Satan

One bright, beautiful Sunday morning, everyone in the tiny town of Johnstown
got up early and went to the local church. Before the service started, the
townspeople were sitting in their pews and talking about their lives, their
families, etc. Suddenly, Satan appeared at the front of the church. Everyone
started screaming and running for the front entrance, trampling each other in a
frantic effort to get away from the evil incarnate.
Soon everyone is evacuated from the church except for one elderly gentleman
who sat calmly in his pew, not moving, seemingly oblivious to the fact that
God’s ultimate enemy is in his presence.

Now this confused Satan a bit, so he walked up to the man and said, “Hey!
Don’t you know who I am?”

The man replied, “Yep, sure do.”

Satan asked, “Aren’t you afraid of me?”

“Nope, sure ain’t,” said the man.

Satan was a little perturbed at this and queried, “Why aren’t you afraid of
me?”

The man calmly replied, “I’ve been married to your sister for 25 years.”